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cali trip 2011–day 8

our FINAL day in EG. we started the day with laundry and cleaning out the car, organizing the suitcases, etc.

I heard micah complaining out the front door, and layla came in and told me that daddy had put him in a time out and had buckled him into his car seat so he couldn’t get away. I thought this was odd, but figured it was between dave and micah and went on about my business.445about 10 minutes later, micah was still there and no sign of dave, so I went out to the car, where he and gary were looking under the hood at something, to ask if he was ever going to talk to micah about whatever it was he was in trouble for and let him out of his seat. dave knew nothing about it. apparently, micah had sat down in his seat and buckled himself in, but couldn’t get out. where layla got the story about the time out, I have no idea…

shane had wanted to go and ride the train in old sac, which only runs on saturdays and sundays, so we made one last trip through in-n-out, and headed to sacramento.447there was a costumed balloon sculptor by the depot who made “eyeballs” for micah and layla. they were very excited about them.

448I was pleased to see that the train was going to be pulled by the steam locomotive this time. last year, I was disappointed.449  micah and papa, on board with their tickets!453  layla has her ticket ready.459467  selfie with the engine going by behind us. at the end of the line, the engine unhooks, pulls back, switches tracks, goes past the train on a side track, switches tracks again, and then hooks up to the other end of the train to pull it back.472  dave and his mommy.477   “take a picture of my eyeball!”478 “now take a picture of my actual eyeball!”479  dave, modeling the ‘eyeballs’.487  california state capitol.

and then it was back in the pool for one last swim.490  dave, giving layla a no-floaties swimming lesson.492  and then giving micah one too. micah just wanted to go under water again and again. he thought it was the greatest!

in the evening, laurie, layla and I got to go to sophia’s ballet recital. however, laurie had the time written down wrong, so we had an hour to kill. there was supposed to be a $2 tank top sale at old navy, so we stopped by there.496  the tank tops were sold out, but layla wanted to pose as a mannequin.497  layla and ballerina sophia after the show! we really enjoyed being able to see it!

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